You must’ve been extremely lucky that you didn’t get swallowed down. Though Blake was hurting a bit, you were getting launched out of her mouth like it was a cannon and you landed painfully on the table near her closed book. All you had to say to that was, “Ow.”
A little dazed, you tried to stand up and shook off the bits of saliva stuck on you. Maybe you should’ve just tried to climb to her ear instead of waiting in that chip bag. Maybe you’ll never enjoy chips again for as long as you live. Then Blake’s hand landed in front of you.
You slowly turned around and watched her couch a bit move, she waved her hand to someone far just to assure them that she’s okay. Afterwards, she tried to sit back down only for her amber eyes to finally spot you right on the table. You were finally found, but at the moment you weren’t too sure if that was a good thing or not.
She was a bit stunned though as if the idea of a tiny person didn’t seem right to her. “Were you just in my mouth?” She asked, it was too easy to see you were a bit drenched still with saliva.
Hesitantly, you nodded. And how does Blake react to it?
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